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01-09-2015, 02:57 AM
AITHNIEL
Aithniel was lost in this foreign moment. Despite his language being the same as hers, the carefree cadence was so alien that she barely understood his meaning. She stared, unable to answer as she looked between the colt and the filly with hurt-filled silver eyes. Her heart was breaking watching them play, breaking because she realized that she would never have this moment again. Her past could never be changed. She could never be reborn. The filly, Myrrine, invited her to play too, and she looked at the water with new eyes. Once sustenance and now a toy. Aithniel took a few more steps forward, ash falling from her winds like an apocalyptic storm. The two, nubs of horns grew backward between her ears, arching with strength. She was a hybrid, and she swung her leonine tail around her back legs, taking a deep breath and jumping into the water with a splash. She felt out of her own body, as if unable to truly enjoy the simple act of playing with the two others. "I am Aithniel," she said. The hybrid watched as the girl shoved against the boy and ran off, and Aithniel gave chase, swift, cloven hooves carrying her over the spring grass easily. Her soft, fluffy wings pulled from her sides, giving her balance as she scampered, heart pounding hard. The girl tried to make a banking turn, but the soft ground gave way beneath her hooves. She tumbled over and to the side, hooves skidding together and sparking a powerful burst of fire over her body. Aithniel pulled her wings to the side tightly as she twisted over, snorting and jerking back onto her feet. Grass stains greened the sides of her coat and mud stuck all the way down in her ears. She blinked silver eyes, looking up for her playmates. Had she scared them off too? [[Tagging is AWESOME! :D Thanks @[Caenan] @[Myrrine] ]] |
But burn down our home
I won't leave alive
Please tag me in everything!
